The dishes are delicious.
Luo Qingzhou was not polite and buried himself in eating.
Linghu Qingzhu picked up the wine flask, poured him a glass of wine, and placed it in front of him.
Luo Qingzhou took a look and said, "Thank you, uncle, but I don't drink."
Linghu Qingzhu said: "Smell it first, it's fruit wine, you won't get drunk."
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he lowered his head and smelled it. Sure enough, there was a fruity fragrance.
He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth and fragrant in the throat. It was indeed very delicious.
He drank it in one gulp and continued eating.
Linghu Qingzhu picked up the wine pot again, poured a glass for him, and asked, "Why don't you eat this plate of meat?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the dish and said, "Uncle, I don't like eating donkey meat."
"Donkey meat?"
Linghu Qingzhu was startled when he heard this, and then said: "This is venison, how could you recognize it as donkey meat?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat on the plate, keeping Sister Yue's words in mind.
Even if it is venison, he will not eat it.
"I don't like to eat venison either. Uncle Master, you can eat it alone."
He continued to eat other dishes.
Linghu Qingzhu picked up Kuaizi, picked up a piece of venison, put it into his bowl, and said, "Try it."
Luo Qingzhou quickly picked it up, put it back into her bowl, and said, "Uncle, I really don't want to eat it."
Linghu Qingzhu narrowed his eyes, glanced at him, then looked at the meat in the bowl, then looked at him again and said, "You don't suspect that there is something wrong with this meat, do you?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course not, I just..."
"Just what?"
Linghu Qingzhu said coldly.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Uncle Master, I just think that small animals like donkeys and deer are so cute, how can I eat their meat? I can't bear to eat them."
The tip of Linghu Qingzhu's eyebrows twitched and he said: "There are so many people in the Jinyi Guards, but you can destroy the corpses and leave no trace of any of them. Now you are telling me that you can't bite these animals?"
Luo Qingzhou defended with a serious face: "Uncle, that's different. The little animals are innocent and didn't do anything bad. The Jin Yiwei are all bad people. Besides, I really didn't kill the Jin Yiwei."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him with cold eyes for a while, then picked up the meat in the bowl, put it into his bowl, and said, "If you don't give me a reason that I can accept today, you have to eat this meat."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat in the bowl and thought to himself: Sister Yue said she couldn't eat this meat. I wonder if she saw something from that photo. After all, Sister Yue's strength is unfathomable. However, there is no need for my uncle to harm me. Is it possible that he can also give me a drug?
How can it be?
Why did my uncle drug me? Steal my stuff? The root of thunder spirit?
That’s not right, my uncle doesn’t seem to know that I have thunder spirit roots.
Or perhaps, Sister Yue was indeed wrong.
Or maybe, this meat conflicts with the efficacy of the Spiritual Transformation Pill?
Thinking of this, he couldn't eat anymore.
The Spiritual Transformation Pill was hard-won. Sister Yue spent a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to help him refine it. It must not be wasted.
"Uncle, it's like this."
He immediately explained: "Uncle, have you ever heard of a song? I have liked to listen to that song since I was a child, so I have loved donkeys, horses, deers and other animals since I was a child, so I would rather starve to death. I won’t eat their flesh.”
Hearing this, Linghu Qingzhu put down Kuaizi and said, "What song? You sing it and I'll listen."
Luo Qingzhou also put down Kuai Zi and said, "Uncle Master, my singing may not sound good, but if you listen to the lyrics, you will know how cute they are. I really can't put it down."
Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "Stop blabbering and sing!"
Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat and sang softly: "I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market on a whim..."
Linghu Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have sung this song when he went down the mountain that day.
So, he didn't lie?
Luo Qingzhou finished singing and then said: "Uncle Master, when we were young, we changed the donkeys in the lyrics into horses and other animals, so I still remember them vividly and I like those animals very much. Now Uncle Master suddenly let me I really can’t bear to eat their meat.”
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment, picked up Kuaizi, picked up the meat in his bowl, put it on the plate, then picked up the plate, put it on the stone bench aside, and said calmly: "Eat Let’s have another dish.”
Luo Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Kuaizi and said, "Thank you, uncle, for understanding."
After a while.
Linghu Qingzhu suddenly looked at him and said, "I remember when you went down the mountain last time, you sang about holding a ponytail in your hand. How come you are holding a small whip in your hand today?"
"ah?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, blinked his eyes, and said, "Really? Did your uncle hear me sing last time?"
Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "I heard it. It was about riding a donkey, holding a pony tail in his hand, and it was splashed with mud, not fallen."
Luo Qingzhou hesitated and said: "Oh, maybe I forgot the lyrics and sang it randomly. I just said that some of the words in this song can be changed, donkey to horse, deer or something like that. Yes, it’s all fine, maybe it’s wrong..."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him doubtfully and said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou continued to eat with his head down.
Not long after, the food on the table had been swept away by him like a whirlwind.
"Uncle Master, thank you for the dinner. I'm going back to practice."
After Luo Qingzhou had eaten and drank, he was ready to leave.
After all, it was already night, and it was not good for a man and a woman to be alone in a cave.
And it's time for him to go back and take the Spiritual Transformation Pill and prepare to retreat and sprint.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said, "You promised me that you would practice swordsmanship with me. We haven't finished practicing the black and white swordsmanship last time."
Luo Qingzhou looked confused: "Uncle Master, can you wait a few days? I will definitely accompany you to practice in a few days."
Linghu Qingzhu was about to speak when Su Feng's voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, just now the sect leader sent someone to inform you and Junior Brother Chu to go to the main hall, saying that the ancestor has left seclusion."
As soon as these words came out, Linghu Qingzhu's expression suddenly condensed and he immediately said: "Let's go to the main hall."
Luo Qingzhou was surprised and immediately followed behind.
While walking on the road, he asked carefully: "Uncle, who is the ancestor?"
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment and said: "He is the senior, longest-lived, and strongest uncle of my Lingxiao Sect. He has been in seclusion for more than ten years, and I didn't expect that he would be released today."
Luo Qingzhou's heart moved and he said: "Uncle Master, how high is the ancestor's cultivation level?"
Linghu Qingzhu shook his head and said: "I don't know either. I'm afraid there are only a few people who really know his cultivation, not even the sect leader knows."
Luo Qingzhou wanted to say something, but finally didn't say anything.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said: "There is no need to hide it later. If the ancestor wants to ask about your cultivation, just tell the truth, otherwise the sect master will be in trouble. After all, you are the sect master's direct disciple, you should understand What do I mean?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded and said: "Uncle, I understand. If I am too weak, the sect master will definitely be blamed, right?"
Linghu Qingzhu said: "It's not a matter of blame, it's just that the sect master doesn't look good on his face."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "I understand."
at the same time.
In the main peak hall, the ten elders and several peak masters gathered here, and everyone's face showed excitement.
Even Fairy Zixia, the leader of Lingxiao Sect, stood respectfully below.
Sitting on the top seat was a tall, thin old man wearing a gray robe, with silver hair, a ruddy complexion and a high energy level.
He is none other than Zhuang Zhiyan, the most senior ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect.
At this time, several elders were telling him what had happened in the sect in the past few years, skipping some small things and only talking about some more important things.
Although Zhuang Zhiyan had never cared about such mundane matters, he had been in seclusion for more than ten years, so he listened very seriously at this time.
Finally, he talked about the recent Lingxiao first trial, as well as the new disciples accepted by each sect, etc.
The Great Elder Wu Youzi also told Xianyun Pavilion that they wanted to get married.
After they finished speaking, Zhuang Zhiyan pondered for a while, looked at Fairy Zixia on the side, and said with a kind face: "Zixia, you accepted that direct disciple because he has the talent to crack the formation? Are there any others? talent?"
Before Fairy Zixia could answer, Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak said: "Uncle Master, we all liked that young man back then, it was indeed because of his talent of being able to ignore formations. As for other talents, they are actually all It can be ignored. Many direct disciples of our sect, even those inner disciples who are at the top of the Qingyun Ranking, are much more talented than him."
The peak master of Chaoyang Peak, Shi Tian, also sneered and said: "Uncle Master, that young man's original cultivation level was only that of a middle-level martial artist. We wanted to accept him as a direct disciple, but we just thought that his His talent is special, and it can bring great benefits to our sect. After all, there are several ancient spaces that we have not been able to enter so far. If we really want to talk about his talent in cultivation, he may not even be an inner disciple. Neither deserves it.”
Several other peak masters also agreed.
At the beginning, they were all fighting for that very special talent that ignored formations. Of course, that boy was indeed stronger than other disciples of the same level, but compared with other genius disciples in the sect, he was still Quite a bit different.
The reason why they are sarcastic now is, firstly, because they did not grab it in the first place and lost face; secondly, after the other party became a direct disciple, he did not come to the sect to practice, nor did he help them break the formation. Every time they asked the sect leader, They were all rejected by the sect leader, so they felt a little angry. As for the third one, it is naturally because of the marriage with Xianyun Pavilion.
Mo Jiufeng snorted coldly: "That boy is very noble. Xianyun Pavilion wanted to marry us, but he was rejected directly. What status and cultivation level the saint has, and she didn't say anything yet, but he directly If he refuses, what does he think of himself? This marriage is not just his matter, it is related to the interests of our Lingxiao Sect. The result will not be discussed with us..."
Speaking of this matter, several peak masters and elders were also very angry and began to curse.
Of course, it wasn't just the boy they blamed for this.
Fairy Zixia stood aside silently, not responding to this topic or saying a word.
Seeing the commotion below, Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Okay, that's it for now. You can discuss the marriage yourself at that time. As for whether that young man is qualified to be Zixia's direct disciple, that's Zixia's As the sect leader, she would naturally not accept a direct disciple for no reason. When I came out today, in addition to wanting to know what happened in the past few years, I also wanted to see the future hopes of our Lingxiao Sect. You should all accept it. Some good prospects, please call me and let me take a look. If I like them, I can give them some guidance and give them some exercises suitable for them. I have been practicing in seclusion these years, and the sect is all supported by you. , this time I leave the customs, naturally I can’t do it without expressing my gratitude.”
As soon as these words came out, all the peak masters and elders were filled with excitement.
Even old guys like them feel extremely honored to receive the guidance and techniques from this ancestor, and their strength may be further improved, let alone those disciples with good talents and strong cultivation momentum.
The Great Elder Wu Youzi cupped his hands and said: "Uncle Master, our sect has admitted a lot of good disciples over the years, but naturally it is the direct disciples who have the most development prospects. Our ten elders, as well as the peak masters, have all accepted some direct disciples. , why don’t we just call one of the best disciples to come out and let our uncle have a look."
Hearing this, the other elders also nodded in agreement.
Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Okay, just call your best disciples in and let me see what you think."
Everyone immediately agreed.
Wu Youzi looked at Mo Jiufeng at Beiwang Peak and said, "Master Mo, there are always many talents on Beiwang Peak, and you are the longest among the five peak masters. You go first."
Mo Jiufeng cupped his hands and said, "The great elder is joking, I don't dare to overstep my bounds. The sect leader is here, so naturally the sect leader should go first."
Wu Youzi was slightly startled and said, "It seems that the disciple of the sect leader is not in the sect."
Mo Jiufeng said nothing and looked at the woman in red standing at the front.
At this time, Shi Tian, the leader of Chaoyang Peak next to him, sneered: "Senior Brother Mo, why do you need to embarrass the sect leader? The disciple of the sect leader is only a middle-term martial artist. Even if he is on the peak, there is no need to bring him to the master. Uncle, let’s see.”
At this time, Fairy Zixia said: "Peak Master Mo, you go first. My disciple has gone up the mountain today, and I have sent someone to call him. It's the same who goes first and who comes last."
Mo Jiufeng wanted to speak, but Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Jiufeng, there's no need to refuse. You can call the disciples in first."
Mo Jiufeng said respectfully: "Yes, great uncle."
Then, he said to the outside: "Lin Feng, come in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with a tall and tall figure and a jade tree facing the wind walked in from outside. After arriving in the main hall, he immediately bowed his head and said respectfully: "Bei Wangfeng Lin Feng, pay homage to the ancestor!"
Zhuang Zhiyan looked him over, nodded slightly, and said, "What skills are you good at? Let me see how many moves you do."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the palace stepped back and made way for an open space.
Mo Jiufeng waved his sleeves, and a thick wall of light appeared next to him, saying: "Lin Feng, use all your strength to attack this wall."
Lin Feng agreed, and a strong wind suddenly surrounded his body. A golden light flashed on his fist with a "crash" sound, and then with a "boom" sound, he hit the light wall!
Several punches shot out quickly, and with a "boom", they exploded on the thick wall of light, instantly erupting with huge power!
The light wall suddenly shattered!
A smile appeared on Mo Jiufeng's face.
Lin Feng closed his fist, lowered his head, and stood respectfully.
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said kindly: "Come up here, stretch out your right hand, and I'll take a look at your physique."
Lin Feng immediately stepped forward and extended his right hand.
Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his fingers and put them on his wrists. After checking for a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face and he said: "No wonder this Vajra Explosive Fist has such power. It turns out to be a high-ranking disciple of Xuanjie. Yes, yes. At such a young age, he has already reached the early stage of a great martial artist. Even if he wants to break through to the great master level in the future, there should be hope."
Lin Feng thanked him and bowed to leave.
Mo Jiufeng smiled and said: "Uncle Master, my disciple was still in the late martial arts realm half a year ago, and he broke through to the great martial arts master in half a year. It didn't even take half a year to go from the martial arts bone refining realm to the martial master realm. , the speed of cultivation is among the best in the entire sect."
Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, there are only a handful of high-grade Xuan-level disciples in my Great Flame, and they are of high-class physique. As long as you have enough resources and work hard, your cultivation speed will naturally be very fast. Jiu Feng, you are a good disciple. There is a lot of promise, but you must not slack off, and you must teach more, and strive to cultivate a good disciple for our Lingxiao Sect that is better than other sects."
Mo Jiufeng cupped his hands and said, "Master, uncle, don't worry, I will definitely live up to my uncle's expectations."
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded, looked at Shi Tian at Chaoyang Peak, and said, "Xiao Tian, where is your disciple? Call him in."
Shi Tian quickly shouted outside: "Yang Xiong, come in quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man walked in, quickly bowed and said: "Disciple Yang Xiong, pay homage to the ancestor."
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at him for a few times, then looked at his hands and said: "It seems that he is also majoring in boxing. Let me see how many punches he can throw."
Shi Tian immediately walked to the side, formed a wall of light, and erected it beside him, saying: "Yang Xiong, hit hard, don't embarrass the teacher!"
"Yes, Master!"
Yang Xiong agreed, and the bones all over his body suddenly "crackled", and then his two fists flashed with light, becoming extremely huge in an instant. With a "boom", he punched out, and the shadow of a black bear suddenly appeared behind him!
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, and the wall of light immediately shattered into pieces and exploded.
A smile appeared on Shi Tian's face.
Yang Xiong withdrew his fist, and the strange phenomenon on his body disappeared instantly. His two fists also quickly shrank and returned to their original shape.
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said: "Yes, it is also the early stage of a great martial artist. This master once created the Thirteen Fists of the Bear based on the demon clan's skills. He has also practiced it to a high level, and his power is fully demonstrated. It is very good. Come here, let me Look at your physique or talent.”
Yang Xiong immediately bowed and walked over, stretching out his right hand.
Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger, checked it, nodded and said: "Although the physique of a middle-grade Xuan-level disciple is not as good as that of the disciple just now, it is still a rare and good physique, and the acupuncture points and meridians in your body are more advanced." There are more, and he is stronger. No matter what technique he practices, the power of the explosion will be stronger than him."
Yang Xiong thanked him and retreated.
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the peak master of Qingyun Peak again and said, "Xingshu, you are a dual cultivator of both martial souls and should be the best disciple, right?"
Youxing Shu let his hair down and said with a smile, "Uncle Master will know after seeing it."
As he said that, he shouted to the door: "Good disciple, why don't you come in quickly and perform for me and everyone else!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a petite girl with golden twin tails, an animal skin skirt and white knee-high stockings walked in. She blinked her big dark eyes and looked at the old man above curiously. After looking at Ancestor for a few moments, Fang lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "Disciple Youyuyu, pay homage to Ancestor."
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the blond girl who seemed to be only eight or nine years old. He was slightly startled and said, "Xingshu, how old is your disciple...?"
Xingyoushu said proudly: "Ancestor, she is my niece, she has grown up. Her mother is from the Western Continent, so she looks a little different from us. Ancestor, you can take a look at her physique and talent first."
Then he said: "Yuyu, hurry up and show it to our ancestors."
You Yuyu agreed, walked over and stretched out his right hand.
Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger and explored it. He was startled for a moment, then his expression condensed, and he examined it again. The expression on his face became more and more solemn. Finally, he suddenly burst out laughing and said with excitement: "God bless you." I am the Lingxiao Sect! God bless me, the Lingxiao Sect! I have an earth-level physique that is rare to see in a hundred years!"
As soon as these words came out, the other peak masters and elders in the hall were all shocked, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
The look on Xingyoushu's face became even more proud as he said: "My disciple discovered her when he went home to visit relatives half a year ago. At that time, her cultivation level was just at the beginning of a martial arts master. Now, in just half a year, she has broken through to the level of a great martial arts master. She has reached the realm. If my uncle hadn't come out, the disciple would have continued to hide her, hehe."
The other peak masters all had envious expressions on their faces.
at the same time.
Linghu Qingzhu led Luo Qingzhou to the square outside while talking.
The two of them were a little surprised when they saw many disciples standing on the corridor outside the main hall, all whispering to each other.
When Linghu Qingzhu heard his ancestor's voice coming from the hall, his expression suddenly condensed and he walked over quickly.
Luo Qingzhou quickly followed behind.
When Linghu Qingzhu walked to the steps at the entrance of the hall, Fang turned around and whispered: "You wait outside first, and then go in when I call you."
Luo Qingzhou agreed and walked to the nearby corridor to stand.
That group of disciples were all direct disciples of various peak masters and elders. Many of them had never seen him before. Seeing that he was brought by Linghu Qingzhu, they thought he was a direct disciple of Jian Peak, so they all started asking.
"This senior brother is very familiar. Is he the direct disciple that Senior Uncle Linghu only accepted?"
"Hey, it seems to be the disciple from the last preliminary examination."
Some disciples recognized him.
At this time, there was a burst of exclamation in the hall.
Luo Qingzhou's expression condensed, and he clearly felt a wave of soul power coming from him. He turned around and saw a flying sword flying out of the room with a "stop" sound and flying towards the square in front.
At the same time, there was actually the spirit of a little blond girl standing on that flying sword!
The two people's eyes met together instantly.
The little blond girl was obviously taken aback.
